The back of my head feels kind of warm...

[wendyzski]

This is because there is a small fluffy herbivore sitting on the couch and glaring at me.

Seriously - this is an "I can kill you with my mind" style glaring.

See, I had the nerve - the unmitigated gall even, to grab her, wrap her up in a towel and CLIP HER NAILS! *shudders in horror*

She lay there and honked at me the entire time, and then after I added insult to injury by putting cold wet goo in her ears, she shook all over and flounced off.

And buddy, no one flounces like an outraged bunbun.

If you I don't turn up at work tomorrow, and you find a small pile of ashes on my couch, you'll know what happened.

Comments

[ladynaberrie.livejournal.com]

You will be missed.

[stealthbunny.livejournal.com]

And just as she was starting to wuv you for being home again... tsk tsk

[mortie12.livejournal.com]

You are the world's worst Bun-Mother, you know that, right? How dare you clip that poor, defenseless little bunny's nails? Tsk tsk.

*busts out giggling* She'll get over it.

[pensnuggles.livejournal.com]

Yes, but by then her nails will need trimming again!

[mustang-bex1126.livejournal.com]

If I laughed any harder at this they'd have me committed. BRILLIANT telling. I'm taking both of my OUTRAGEOUSLY spoiled cats and our 10 month old Alaskan Husky to the groomer this weekend- everyone will return with clipped nails, clean ears, and BOWS. ~insert evil laughter here~ Mind you, the three of them will gang up on me in my sleep and kill me so they don't have to share my husband with me anymore...